[His fingers gently lift up as the other moves his hand, interlocking. He doesn't think his heart will be perched so directly on his sleeve as to be obvious, but its not like he's the best predictor of such things. He didn't even keep the orphanage secret from his Office, back then, after all.]

...That works. But. [And now he's opening his eyes, a little frown on his face.] Don't tell any of my...well, to choose a word, "employees". I could do without the hassle of them knowing.